I sometimes think that I'm too many
people Too many people, too many people
I sometimes think that I'm too many
people Too many people, too many people
at once The husband or the hedonist The
businessman or the communist The artist
or the showbiz creep The lover or the
nervous geek The question of identity is
one that's always haunted me Whoever I
decide to be depends on who is with me I
sometimes think that I'm too many people
Too many people, too many people I
sometimes think that I'm too many people
Too many people, too many people at once
The tactless twit putting his foot in it
Or the sensitive soul who's a role model
The urban jet setter - never at home Or
the country recluse - just leave me
alone Extrovert or introvert Love is
kind, and love hurts Rebellion or
conformity What is my identity? I
sometimes think that I'm too many people
Too many people, too many people I
sometimes think that I'm too many people
Too many people, too many people at once
The intellectual and bon-viveur or the
naive simpleton, so immature A devoted
son and family man Or the wicked uncle
who doesn't give a damn How often these
have tempted me The question of identity
depends on what I'm meant to be I
sometimes think that I'm too many people
Too many people, too many people I
sometimes think that I'm too many people
Too many people, too many people at once
I sometimes think that I'm too many
people Too many people, too many people
I sometimes think that I'm too many
people Too many people, too many people
at once Letra Too Many People Lyrics
Insertada: Anonimo